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I want some really, really, really great tasting food. I want it to be cold, with crunchy bits and a lovely, thick and creamy sauce. And I want an artichoke with drawn butter. I also want a banana split with plenty of hot fudge and whipped cream.
Two big, ripe Haas avocados, roasted garlic salsa and some chips.
I want ice-cold horchata.
I also want rhubarb pie. Not strawberry-rhubarb pie. No, I want the real thing. And I want it tart. Also a very tart lemon meringue pie.
Hot out of the oven cinnamon rolls. I'll take two.
A great pizza with pineapple, extra cheese, mushrooms, black and green olives. Deep dish.
Fresh cut French fries with lots of salt and malted vinegar.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
Oh well. I'm going to have what I can scrounge up. And I'm not likely to be very satisfied with what ever it is. I pretty much know what gets bought for the household.
Trouble is, I am no better in shopping. Almost nothing ever looks good or sounds good when I am standing in a store to buy food.
Two big, ripe Haas avocados, roasted garlic salsa and some chips.
I want ice-cold horchata.
I also want rhubarb pie. Not strawberry-rhubarb pie. No, I want the real thing. And I want it tart. Also a very tart lemon meringue pie.
Hot out of the oven cinnamon rolls. I'll take two.
A great pizza with pineapple, extra cheese, mushrooms, black and green olives. Deep dish.
Fresh cut French fries with lots of salt and malted vinegar.
Damn. Damn. Damn.
Oh well. I'm going to have what I can scrounge up. And I'm not likely to be very satisfied with what ever it is. I pretty much know what gets bought for the household.
Trouble is, I am no better in shopping. Almost nothing ever looks good or sounds good when I am standing in a store to buy food.
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